Who still falls in love in the interstellar era?

Chapter 98 Isn’t the scientist here?
Two days later in Cosmic Standard Time, in the parent star of the United Star Cluster, Caesar's Star, in the professor's dormitory of Aristotle University, astrophysicist Nia was awakened by the sunlight of the star Sol, sat up and put on her glasses.

Nia has gray hair, which is different from Lily's beautiful silvery hair. Nia's hair is not only gray, but also messy, with split ends in many places.

After all, scientists don't have time to tidy up their appearance, and they have become like this if they haven't tidied up for a long time.

Nia can be pestered by six or seven advertising drones on her way to class, selling shampoo, conditioner and the like.

Sometimes Nia wants to equip herself with a set of electronic warfare countermeasures equipment to shoot down all approaching drones.

But this is just a thought after all.

The salary of a professor is not high, and it needs to be used to update the auxiliary prostheses on the body.

Nia's prosthetic body is mainly used to assist research and life. For example, her gastrointestinal system was replaced because she drank nutrient solution for a long time to supplement what she needed, which led to the decline of gastrointestinal function and induced complications.

The solution is also very simple. Just cut off the useless human intestines and replace them with prosthetic ones.

In addition to the gastrointestinal system, the other prosthetics on Nia's body exist to provide more thinking units and storage units.

She has no synaptic accelerating system at all, and her electromagnetic muscles are only equipped with the bare minimum. Her only goal is to be able to bear the weight of her body due to the installation of prosthetics.

The cat ears on her head are even a decoration, and she doesn't have a phased array radar at all.

Phased array radar has no significance to Niya's discipline. After all, astrophysics research cannot be conducted using manned phased arrays with a range of only a few kilometers.

Because everything revolves around the sole goal of scientific research, Nia doesn't even have artificial eyes. She can deal with severe myopia with a simple pair of glasses.

Moreover, Nia's short-sightedness is caused by her liking to read paper books. In fact, now that she has become a prosthetic, Nia rarely even needs to look at the screen during scientific research, and most of the data will be sent directly to human vehicles. computer.

For example, right now, she is drinking her morning energy drink while checking the observation data compiled by her students.

At this time, a communication request was sent.

Based on experience, Nia determined that it must be some kind of administrative task.

Nia is currently the youngest professor at Aristotle University, and she has a fairly good appearance among scientists—no, even if she is not limited to scientists, she still has a very good appearance, but she is a little sloppy.

In this case, everyone pays more attention to her than her research results.

Her report will even be turned into a fan meeting by the school.

Nia hated this, she just wanted to do research.

She had already applied to join the Far Planet Expedition to personally inspect those strange celestial phenomena, but her application had been stuck. If she called back, she would continue to apply. If she was stuck, she could use "You have already submitted an application." Do not resubmit" to prevaricate.

At this moment, Nia originally wanted to refuse communication, but deep down she still had a little hope: What if her application to join the Far Planet Expedition was approved?

Although Nia doesn't think Aristotle University will let her free poster girl go, but... what if?
With this idea in mind, Nia connected the communication, and it turned out to be the bald headmaster of the principal over there.

The principal's appearance is very consistent with ordinary people's perception of today's highly prosthetic scientists. One of his eyes has been replaced with a prosthetic eye, which is still the most obvious kind of prosthetic eye.

Actually it makes no sense.

In addition to the prosthetic eye, there is also a mechanical structure of unknown meaning on the left back of the principal's head. The greatest value of the entire structure may be the LED light strip.

In ancient times, people were superstitious and seemed to believe that LED light strips could drive away ghosts. But now, the only function of this light strip is to emphasize that "see you, I am a super powerful scientific research machine."

Nia: "So, what's going on?"

Principal: "Are you interested in super powers?"

Nia cut off the communication directly. She was very busy and had countless observation data to process every day. She had no time to chat with the principal about these cosmic urban legends.

The next moment, the communication came again.

Nia sighed and connected again: "I'm not interested in urban legends!"

"It's not an urban legend, look at the information I sent you." the principal replied.

Nia accepted the information packet from the principal with a skeptical attitude.As a "scientific person" equipped with an auxiliary computing unit, it only took a very short time to interpret all the information.

Nia's expression became serious, and she asked the principal: "Is this true?"

"Of course it is true. The Senate sent a mission to personally verify it. However, these cowards did not dare to go on their own. They sent an interstellar battleship equipped with AI to command a group of synthetic humans to complete the task.

"The decline of Rome, as in history, began when its consuls no longer went to the front lines to conquer."

Nia: "I have reservations about your views on Roman history. The question I am concerned about is, what does this have to do with me? I study astrophysics..." Principal: "Two reasons, first, One of the members of the Adventure Club team that was eliminated by this four-man team of superpowers was an astrophysicist.”

Following the principal's words, a piece of information was sent.

Nia: "Damn it, next time give me all the information at once, okay?"

Principal: "No, this way I can feel involved."

Nia was speechless. These technocrats wanted to satisfy their desire for power at the expense of reducing administrative efficiency.

She opened the file.

Nia: "I know him, specializing in gravity and planetary motion, but I don't know why his paper suddenly changed direction. Now he is an expert in gravity engines and gravity shields."

Principal: "Because his super power is gravity manipulation. This is the information provided by Wang Chao. His ability seems to enhance the performance of the spacecraft shield, blocking more attacks with less power.

"In addition, he can optimize the gravity jump of the spacecraft, allowing the engine to charge faster. It is speculated that it can also make the distance of a jump longer."

Nia did not answer immediately. Instead, she accessed the Internet and retrieved the information stored in the data department of Aristotle University, including the papers of the superpower codenamed "Screwdriver" in recent years.

It only took a few tenths of a second to read the entire paper.

Nia: "The papers are obviously not rigorous. In some places, there are suspicions of fabricating data for the purpose of conclusions. No wonder the school's paper evaluation department gave these papers a C rating."

Principal: "Now it's A, because some conclusions may be based on knowing the results in advance through superpowers and then designing experiments. It's even possible that superpowers were used during the experiment."

Nia just hummed, and then realized that her real body was "huh". The principal in the communication could not see it. After all, there was no camera in her room.

Nia: "This superpower named Wang Chao...uh, am I right? His ability is to stop time?"

Principal: "The only superpower that currently has no actual evidence, the three sages speculate that it may just be teleportation."

Nia frowned.

At this time, a specially designed mechanism suddenly opened behind her, gathering her messy hair to both sides, clearing the "channel" and then shooting out a bright red heat volume block with a bang.

Because they were in a cramped dormitory, the thermal mass block was launched directly onto Nia's favorite paper book, instantly igniting the flames. Then the firefighting drone moved based on the wind and quickly extinguished the flames in their infancy.

If she didn't clean her hair, Nia's head would give her a show about how a single spark can start a prairie fire.

The device that sweeps hair away looks like a little wing.

This moment is called "light wing expansion" by Nia's students, and the ejected heat volume block is also a very favorite souvenir of the students.

Nia was completely unaware of the small commotion behind her at this time.

After thinking about it, she said: "I want to meet a person who can stop time... Can I meet him?"

Probably not. After all, Nia doesn't have enough money to leave Caesar Planet, let alone get a ship to find the cosmic agents of a mysterious organization hundreds of light years away.

Principal: "That's why I contacted you. His ship has just jumped to Caesar's high orbit and is in the process of transferring to low-Earth orbit."

Nia frowned: "What does this have to do with contacting me? And if you are just looking for astrophysicists, we have so many colleges, and there are many who have achieved more fruitful results than me."

Principal: "Did I just say that there are two reasons for looking for you? The second reason is that you are beautiful. Wang Chao likes beautiful girls. The key is that you still have gray hair. The three sages analyzed his previous mistresses and thought that you only need breast augmentation. It hits his pain point perfectly.”

"Get lost!" Nia cut off the communication.

But... super powers, indeed... I kind of want to see them.

The principal sent a third communication request.

Nia answered.

Principal: "I won't let you have breast augmentation. After all, the hackers in his team are also of your size. It may be of scarcity value. If you are going to go, dress yourself up and report to the space port."

Nia hesitated only briefly.

"I can't go without packing up?" she asked.

The principal was silent for a second and replied: "Yes!"

Nia: "Then I'll go. As for clothes, a white coat is enough."

(End of this chapter)